Okay, is this some colossal joke? Is it not enough that avid gun seekers already have the capability to destroy the US alone with what they have in their own cabinets? Are these members of congress just trying to placate the mentally mad individuals and groups by saying they’ll look into it, vying for votes? Yes, I fear these groups, this inept congress. This is not what our forefathers meant.
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He always shared his inventions
With abstemious intentions
Blending branches thin and strong
Inventing new wines that sing along
With gastranonimous delights
To fill his lover’s hungry nights.
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Ok, cable out, iPad used too much so charging. What’s a movie junkie to do?
Watch “Pacific Rim” I taped this morning, just in case. It’s not an award winner for sure, but distracting. : ))
She tried every color of paint, trying to keep her daughter occupied. “Mommy, I just feel it!”
“Feel what, silly?”
“I feel it in my tummy, lemony pie”. Mary knew lemon tarts shaped like hearts were her daughter’s favorite, even preferred meringue to whipped cream for topping.
“Well, I guess we could make some. They’re your daddy’s favorite too.” Mary finished cleaning up and storing the messy paints thinking she would indulge her daughter. Of course, pleasing her family caused Mary ultimate pleasure. “Can you help me squeeze out the lemon juice,” knowing well it was her daughter’s favorite contribution.
🍋🍋🍋
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Finally reaching the peak
Time to rest
The tale was complete
The tot cub slept
Not easy to tame
Wanderlust of the beast
It was getting late. Late in the day, late in his years, and definitely late in the game.
Every muscle ached from tension. How could he possibly salvage anything from today’s events? It was another in a recent past of disappointments. Recent past. . .a year’s worth of them stacked high like rotted trash. All efforts resulted in the utter helpless feeling he felt this evening.
Sipping coffee, trying to organize what he should do next, scanning options over and over. The very idea of options almost made him laugh. He was responsible for these results. Opportunities were gone, along with hope. He held his head in his hands, brushing his hair back when his wife came behind him and hugged his shoulders.
“We’ll make do”, she offered, “we have so far. Try not to be so discouraged, things have to change soon. The pendulum always swings back. . .doesn’t it?”
Frank looked up at his wife’s face, seeing the worry she tried to disguise. He felt a tear, but brushed it aside, hoping she wouldn’t notice. The love of his life encouraging him was almost too much. They walked hand in hand to their bedroom and tried to sleep. Frank would rise yet again and look for work tomorrow.
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Wind starts howling, thunder rolls
Lightning streaks through cloudy folds
Tiny bits of ice grow larger
Filling the drainpipe lager
Even rain can’t compete
In a race with almost sleet
It’s perpetual pandemonium
Crushing also hazard conium
But pampas grass yields to the storm
And afterwards retains its form.
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Thunderbirds performed this morning here in Cheyenne right over my location. Luckily the cloud cover dissipated enough so they could perform one last time here. Expansion of the community college will prevent another air show by them.
Then a few minutes ago a huge storm:
Cooling down for all
People and creatures need same
Refreshing waters
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